Chapter 10 Such a coincidence can't be true, Mo Ning knows about his allergy...
Night. When Mo Ningzhi returned home, someone was waiting for her at the door.
Since moving out to live alone, I've run into Zhou Yaozheng, an uninvited guest.
Mo Ningzhi's face immediately turned cold. He subconsciously thought that he hadn't scolded her enough that morning. Just as he was about to tell her to leave, the figure turned slightly, and her outline became slender and soft.
"Ningzhi, you're back." The other person's voice was filled with surprise, clear and gentle; just by listening to the voice, you could tell it was a gentle woman.
Mo Ningzhi's expression softened slightly, and she gave a soft "hmm" in greeting, which wasn't exactly friendly: "Aunt Zhou."
"Sigh." Zhou Suiyin looked at him, somewhat surprised and at a loss, her right hand clenching the strap of her designer bag: "At this time, I thought you should be home. Coming back so late, you must be very tired from work."
"It's alright." Mo Ningzhi opened the door: "Come in and let's talk."
"good."
Some old door frames creaked softly, and the light from the entryway lamp illuminated a woman's gentle face.
She had an exceptionally beautiful bone structure and very fair skin, which made her look younger than her age. She wore a bright yellow Shu embroidered cheongsam with exquisite and elegant patterns. Her eyebrows and eyes were three parts similar to Zhou Yaozheng's, but from their appearance and attire, it was impossible to tell that they were mother and son.
Old Man Mo remarried when Mo Ningzhi was ten years old. His stepmother was a gentle and kind woman from the south. After marrying into the Mo family, she brought a child with her. That child was Zhou Yaozheng, Mo Ningzhi's stepson in name and name, who was four years older than him.
Unlike traditional stepmothers, Zhou Suiyin was not a malicious person, and she treated him well after marriage.
Mo Ningzhi and his father had been constantly at odds since childhood, and their conflict intensified after his mother's death, reaching a point of no return. Although he and Zhou Suiyin didn't have any major conflicts, he felt somewhat guilty because he had unintentionally affected her in several outbursts.
Because of this guilt, he could never bring himself to tell Zhou Yaozheng to get lost with the same cold smile.
Zhou Suiyin stood in the entryway, looking around nervously.
"No need to change your shoes, just come in." Mo Ningzhi strode into the house, took off her backpack and phone, went into the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and came out. "There's no tea or coffee at home, just plain water."
Zhou Suiyin quickly replied, "Drinking tea or coffee at night isn't healthy. Water is fine. Thank you, Ningzhi."
Mo Ningzhi wasn't good at dealing with elders, especially since his relationship with Zhou Suiyin wasn't at the point where they could open up to each other. He cut to the chase: "What does Aunt Zhou want to see me about?"
Zhou Suiyin took a sip of water and said softly, "It's nothing serious. You've been living outside for half a year, and your father wanted to know how you've been doing, so he sent me to check on you."
Mo Ningzhi: "Zhou Yaozheng didn't tell him?"
"Tell him what?" Zhou Suiyin asked suspiciously, "Do you have private contact with Xiao Zheng?"
“No.” Mo Ningzhi frowned.
Zhou Suiyin was taken aback for a moment, then realized she had misspoke. Mo Ning knew that Zhou Yaozheng and Zhou Ningzhi didn't get along, so she shouldn't have asked that question.
She took another sip of water and said slowly, "Actually, I came here today because I want to discuss something with you. Your father's fiftieth birthday is in a few days, and the family is thinking of throwing him a small birthday party and having a family reunion dinner..."
“Aunt Zhou,” Mo Ningzhi interrupted her.
Zhou Suiyin was taken aback.
"My dad told me to get out six months ago." Mo Ningzhi leaned back in the soft sofa, her face slightly cold. "Aren't you afraid that asking me to go back will affect your relationship as a couple?"
"No, no, your father misses you very much. He just doesn't say it. After you left, he put your photo in his office and by his bedside. He looks at it every day and doesn't allow anyone to touch it. He would be so happy if he saw you on that day."
Zhou Suiyin glanced at Mo Ningzhi's expression, which remained cold and unchanging, indicating that he would not agree.
She sighed in disappointment, put down her cup, and the diamond watch on her wrist slid down slowly with the force of the movement, making a crisp sound as it tapped on the glass coffee table.
"It's getting late, you should get some rest. I'm going back now."
Mo Ningzhi looked at Zhou Suiyin's wrist following the sound. Without the watchband covering it, a thin pink scar was faintly visible on the edge of her wrist.
Mo Ningzhi's brows furrowed slightly. This scar was from a few years ago when he lost his temper with Old Master Mo and smashed a cup; the shards flew and cut him.
I bled a lot back then, and even after all these years, the scar is still there.
Zhou Suiyin got up and walked towards the door, then turned around as if remembering something. "Oh right, I brought some of your favorite fruits and bird's nest. Remember to eat them. Boys need to nourish themselves too. You've lost a lot of weight lately."
Seeing that Mo Ningzhi didn't react, she opened the door.
"Aunt Zhou."
Just then, a voice came from behind.
Zhou Suiyin turned around. Mo Ningzhi stood up and looked at her, his dark eyes devoid of emotion: "I will come back that day."
...
After seeing Zhou Suiyin off, Mo Ningzhi returned to the living room, where a bulging cloth bag sat beside the sofa.
He went over and opened it. The fruit inside was still very fresh, as if it had just been air-freighted. The bird's nest had already been stewed and was packaged in delicate little bowls and sealed, and needed to be put in the refrigerator.
In addition, there was a bank card.
Mo Ningzhi put the bird's nest away and left the fruit where it was, planning to take it to the studio tomorrow for Xiao Guo and the others to eat together.
As for the bank card, he put it in the drawer and never touched it again.
It was getting late, so he went to the bathroom to take a shower.
When I came out, my phone had accumulated quite a few unread messages.
Most of the buyers were secondhand buyers. When Mo Ning went into the auction backend, she found that the highest bid from a buyer had reached nearly five figures.
The private messages in the backend are also a mess.
[OMG, this photo is amazing!]
[So lewd! So lewd! My brother Jin is so lewd and lustful, I can feel it even through the screen!]
【I'm taking the first two sets! Nobody can take them from me! I'm going all in, I'm going to light sky lanterns tonight!】
[The fourth picture is amazing! The angle is perfect, and my husband's V-line is showing! Ahhh, I love it!]
[Who took this high-resolution photo? I've never seen it before.]
【Hello, do you do proxy bidding? This quality is good, and the price is negotiable.】
[Does anyone understand why I got a nosebleed while browsing secondhand items...]
Mo Ningzhi: "..."
What a load of nonsense.
Mo Ningzhi took out the photos and examined them closely. They were all Qin Weijin's recently released private outfits. The bright colors of the shirts contrasted with the soft lighting in the background, and the casual texture of the loose hair added a sense of relaxation. The delicate features, the upturned corners of the eyes, and the red lips exuded an understated sexiness.
He's definitely a male enchantress. Staring at him for too long, it seems as if Qin Weijin is smiling brightly at him from afar.
Mo Ningzhi: "..."
This is incredible; he seems obsessed with being an assistant.
They're hallucinating.
Mo Ningzhi slammed the photo down on the table, preferring to ignore it.
...
The following day, Mo Ningzhi went to work as usual.
Qin Weijin had no schedule in the morning, but his assistant couldn't rest and had to rush to the studio to prepare for the afternoon's work.
Before leaving home, he sent out the photos of last night's auction via express delivery. After uploading the tracking number, he only needed to wait for the buyer to confirm receipt to receive the final payment.
Mo Ningzhi brought the fruit that Zhou Suiyin had sent to the studio and distributed it to everyone. There wasn't much, but it was enough for everyone to have a taste.
"Hey, these cherries are really sweet."
"The blueberries are ridiculously big. What variety are they? I've never seen them on the market before."
“I’ve seen this variety in imported supermarkets. It costs more than 300 yuan per kilogram. Assistant Mo is really generous.”
"That orange was good too, it wasn't sour at all."
"Thank you, Assistant Mo."
While they were chatting, Zhang Yuyu suddenly contacted Mo Ningzhi and sent him a spreadsheet: "This is Brother Jin's new schedule. Please update it and don't look at the old one."
Mo Ningzhi glanced at the form and noticed that most of the time was free after half a month. After a moment's thought, she realized: "Is this to prepare for filming?"
"You're so smart!" Zhang Yuyu said happily. "I'll be going on field missions with you guys, and Hangxing will stay behind."
"Why?"
"Because this drama is filmed on location, we have to go to places like deserts, deep mountains, waterfalls and ancient towns to shoot scenes, which is very dangerous. I know a little about first aid, which can come in handy."
Mo Ningzhi nodded.
A moment later, with a ding, the elevator doors slowly opened. Zhang Yuyu's eyes lit up, and she quickly waved, "Brother Jin, you're here! Ningzhi brought lots of delicious fruit, come and try some!"
Qin Weijin approached and glanced at the fruits and brands on the table. They were all rare luxury brands among fruits, some even sold by the piece. Buying them all would probably cost several thousand yuan.
...Mo Ning knows how much he made last night, that he's so extravagant that everyone's celebrating?
"You guys eat, I have something to do," Qin Weijin said, turning his gaze away.
One of the staff members said, "Then let's save a box for Brother Jin. This box of cherries is unopened and looks the best..."
As he spoke, he was about to place the fruit in front of Qin Weijin.
Qin Weijin remained silent for a moment.
He himself has a severe allergic reaction to certain types of fruit, and ingesting too much can even cause him to suffocate and die. Of the fruits that Mo Ningzhi brought, about 80% are within his allergy range, including this box of cherries.
Qin Weijin is prone to attracting negative attention and has countless haters. For his own safety, he has not disclosed his allergens. Apart from Zhan Linzhou, only his health assistant Zhang Yuyu knows about them in the studio.
He looked up and saw Zhang Yuyu.
The little girl had been cautiously watching the box of dangerous items, ready to act at any moment, and was about to speak.
Suddenly, a hand reached out diagonally and intercepted it halfway.
“Brother Jin probably doesn’t like these.” Mo Ningzhi casually put the cherries back on the table, picked out two other boxes, and said very naturally, “Why don’t you try these two boxes? They’re good for your skin, nutritious, and taste pretty good too.”
Qin for Jin: "..."
Whether by coincidence or not, the two kinds of fruit that Mo Ningzhi was holding happened to be the only two kinds of fruit on the table that he could eat.
If it's a coincidence, the probability is too low.
If not.
Qin Weijin glanced at Mo Ningzhi in silence.
That won't do.
Mo Ningzhi really knows the range of his allergens, right?
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